Achy breaky heart

1. [A] You can tell the world, you never was my girl

You can burn my clothes when I am [E] gone

Or [E] you can tell your friends, just what a fool I've been

And laugh and joke about me on the [A] phone

 

2. [A] You can tell my arms, go back into the farm

You can tell my feet to hit the [E] floor

Or [E] you can tell my lips, to tell my fingertips

They won't be reaching out for you no [A] more

 

Chorus: But [A] don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart

I just don't think he'd [E] understand

And [E] if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart

He might blow up and kill this [A] man, [A] uhm ...

[A][A]-[A][E] - [E][E]-[E][A]

 

3. [A] You can tell your maw, I moved to Arkansas

You can tell your dog to bite my [E] leg

Or [E] tell your brother Cliff, whose fist can tell my lip

He never really liked me [A] anyway

Go [A] tell your aunt Louise, tell anything you please

Myself already knows I'm not [E] okay

Or [E] you can tell my eye, watch out for my mind

It might be walkin' out on me one [A] day

 

Chorus: But [A] don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart

I just don't think he'd [E] understand

And [E] if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart

He might blow up and kill this [A] man, [A] uhm ...

[A][A]-[A][E] - [E][E]-[E][A]

 

Chorus: But [A] don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart

I just don't think he'd [E] understand

And [E] if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart

He might blow up and kill this [A] man

 

Chorus: But [A] don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart

I just don't think he'd [E] understand

And [E] if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart

He might blow up and kill this [A] man, [A] uhm ...

Outtro: [A][A]-[A][E] - [E][E]-[E][A]